Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, April 06, 2007

A Shadow of Myself


A shadow of one's self before me, the dreams of yesterday.
I walked a path of another, what you see
is what time conveys.
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Awakened by the dream to find you laying next to me,
my head upon your heart is where the vision gets its
start .Trembling, I’ve fallen to my knees, as the beauty of
your love sears a everlasting image deep in me. A moments
embrace has a pleasant lasting taste, the sweetness of your
joy, to my heart toys.

1 comment:

un dress said...

i say the sWeetness of your heart

the sweeTness of your dreaMs...